Hold on

 Hold on

it´s gonna be

all right

you´re gonna be 

alright

it´s gonna be 

all right

hold on

Spring has come for sure with spring equinox, yet winter wanted to return once more and covered the forest in bright sparkling snow. I took a magical walk in the forest, soaking in the beauty of snowcovered trees in the sun, the brightness of light, cool air in my lungs, and joyful singing of the birds in the treetops. I felt surrounded by divine beauty, which made my heart sing.

In the forest this song came to me, as a gift to everybody who might need it. It´s an intuitive song of hope and trust. Whenever you might need to hear it, you can listen to it or sing it yourself like a mantra, over and over again. Feel free to improvise and sing however you feel like in the moment. I recommend going outside for singing.

Singing is healing. Yet sometimes we can feel so low, or be so disconnected, that we might not be able to sing at all. Singing might feel too overwhelming, because it opens the door to our heart and our emotions. In this case, even humming one single note is helpful. Humming very gently helps us reconnect with ourselves. Humming or singing out in nature, we are supported by the earth.

Gift of light

Thank you thank you thank you dear forest!

You are sacred beauty

Angel

Walking tree

child of the earth

you are a walking tree

child of the earth

you are a walking tree

you are one

you are free

 child of the earth

you are a walking tree

remember

remember where you come from

remember

remember where you come from

child of the earth

you are a walking tree

child of the earth

you are a walking tree

remember

remember where you come from

remember

remember that you are one 

that you are one 

that you are one

that we are one

that we are one

Water in you, water in me

Belonging

Where do you come from?

I´m one of you

Beauty is in you and and all around

Another world

This break is for you, if you wish to get away for a moment, if you´re locked in due to lockdown, in a world of huge challenges. Take a break to gather new strength - and then, returning back to everday life, remember what the break has taught you.

We need to do things differently. We need to remember what is really important, life-sustaining instead of destroying. And when we listen and dare to change, there will be no limit to how many great gifts we will recieve.

Life will be much more fulfilling, aligned with heart and soul. In peace with the earth and all creatures. We have so much to look forward to! A better world for all is possible! Never give up, never stop dreaming, never stop changing your ways for the better and follow the path of love.

Mystical blue light in the mountains

There is a new path for us

We can find our way home

The world is beautiful and so are we

Gifts of winter

Where I live, in wintertime many days are grey and dark. No snow, no sunshine, no wind - only stillness.

It feels like the land is dreaming, like an invitation to surrender and dream with the land. To dive into the fog in the woods, walking between the realms of this world and another, experiencing the gift of darkness.

Imagine the shift of energy happening after a long period of hibernation, suddenly finding yourself in a sunny and snowy winter fairytale. It´s hard to believe this can be true, it´s like another world - actually a piece of paradise. This is the gift of the light.

Breathing in the cool air, purifying and invigorating. Sparkling snow in the bright winter sun, on every branch, every tree. Light in abundance, a celebration of life.

Fly away

Winter magic

Enjoying the snow

Bright winter light

Let´s go for a walk

Healing together

The earth needs us to heal. We need the earth to heal. Let us heal together now. 

Our healing is connected with the healing of the earth. If the earth is suffering and struggling, so are we.

By restoring our sacred relations with the earth, we also find back home to ourselves. 

Gently and consistantly, following the path of healing. Not giving up.

Following the path. Reconnecting, restoring, remembering.

Lightcatchers

Gentle strength

Relations

Beauties in all seasons

Shelter

In the light

Im Nebel

Ich singe dem Nebel ein Lied, bin offen für das was kommt. Ich kenne weder die Melodie noch die Worte; lasse im Augenblick entstehen, was da kommen mag.

Noch ist es sehr ungewohnt für mich, intuitiv auf Deutsch zu singen. Meistens singe ich ohne Worte, und wenn mit Worten, dann auf Englisch. 

Und doch öffnet sich ein neuer Weg, wenn ich intuitiv auf Deutsch singe. Ich weiß noch nicht ob es mir liegt, aber ich lasse mich darauf ein.

Worte haben eine besondere Kraft. Singen ohne Worte hat ebenfalls eine ganz eigene Kraft. Beides hat Heilkraft. Worte können aber auch verletzen und Unheil bringen. Man muß sorgsam damit umgehen.

Intuitiv Singen mit Worten kann einem Menschen gewidmet sein, es kann für ein bestimmtes Anliegen sein, für Naturkräfte, Naturwesen, Pflanzen, Tiere, Orte... Es kann auch nur für den Augenblick sein um herauszufinden, was gerade da ist, oder was gerade in mir ist. Es kann sich eine bestimmte Botschaft im Text zeigen. 

Das Lied für den Nebel habe ich gesungen, um in intensivere Verbindung mit dem Nebel zu gehen, ihn wertzuschätzen, mich darauf einzulassen, was er in mir hervorruft. Ihn durch mich klingen zu lassen, den stillen Nebelgeist.

Das Lied habe ich im nebligen Wald in Kalksburg aufgenommen, der auf den Bildern zu sehen ist, oberhalb der wilden Wiese. 

Hüter der Erde

Folge dem Weg im Vertrauen, gut geführt zu sein.

Wie wunderbar ihr seid, Baumwesen! 

Eintauchen in die Anderswelt

Das Licht zieht sich zurück

Pilze - transformierende, nährende, heilende, weise Wesen!

Vision

I had a vision - an insight into a possible reality. 

A reality where I live my potential to the fullest. 

Where I inspire others to sing intuitively and to live their potential. 

Where healing comes through singing and connecting. 

Where pure beauty is alive, is created and shared in abundance.

A world where we remember how to communicate inwards and outwards, like we did before we became disconnected. 

It´s not too late. 

We can remember now. 

We can create with love.

Wann haben wir vergessen, mit der Schöpfung zu kommunizieren? 

Werden wir wieder in-Beziehung-gehen? 

Erinnern wir uns, dass alles beseelt und heilig ist?

Sehen wir Schönheit überall, auch in uns selbst?

Hören wir auf unser Herz?

Sind wir in Liebe verbunden?

Resilience

Lately in the woods I encountered a fly agaric. Its bright red and orange head was so vibrant, I got kind of spellbound by its powerful presence. This magical mushroom-being seemed to be the guardian of the place. Its vitality was obvious, its power undeniable.

I felt a deep connection and relief, that this ancient resident of the woods was still here, birthed by the earth below my feet. 

Inspite of all destruction going on in the world, the abuse of the land and all beings, due to our "civilized" way of living - this ancient guardian of the woods was still standing strong.

Its presence and vibrancy gave me hope. It showed me strength and resilience. It reminded me of the sacred mysteries, the earth is holding. Of wisdom beyond our imagination.

The song was born in the moment of singing in the woods.

No, I did not taste any mushrooms. I just had a little fun with my camera.

 

Let´s rotate like the earth.

Being open to surprises.

A new creation.

In motion.

Change perspective.

What if you were right

What if you were right? 

What if you were good and always have been? 

What if all you did was the best you could? 

What if every feeling you felt was precious and there for a reason?

What if you were right all these years you thought you were wrong? 

What if you believed in your own goodness and spread it in the world? 

What if your existence was deeply needed by the earth and the heavens? 

What if you were perfectly right as you are in this present moment?

Loved. Needed. Precious. Beautiful. Evolving. Transforming. Alive.

Precious 

 In the presence of light

 Softness

 Happy to meet you

 Lying in the grass

 Sometimes blurred is better than sharp

In meadow paradise

Down by the creek

In the forest there´s a tiny little creek running through. Once upon a time - thousands of years ago - this creek must have been a mighty river, which formed the valley. Following the tiny waterstream I can only imagine the sound of rushing water back in those days.

Today it´s running peacefully and steady. In springtime, yellow March marigolds are blooming all over the place.  It´s a little world of it´s own, partly covered in a thicket of blackberry bushes and ferns, dead branches and fresh green leaves. Here and there, a deer´s path is crossing the stream.

I love going down where the water flows. Since my childhood - and long before that - the creek has always been there. This place takes me back in time, way before our modern times. Going there is like connecting the present moment with ancient times. A place to transcend time. I imagine how wild these waters must have been then, how powerful and free. The wildness still lives below the surface of time, earth, skin.